Chapter 11
Aurora buried her face against Damian’s custom Tom Ford suit her tears saking into the expensive fabric. Something in his usually guarded expression softened as he held her
You idiot.” he murmured, his voice gruff but gentler than she’d ever heard it. “Seven days apart and you look like alsolute hell-
Aurora thought: Wasn’t she the world’s biggest fool? If she’d left with him that very
very first night, she wouldn t have endured this nightmare.||
It was her pathetic clinging to childhood fantasies, her desperate grip on the memory of teenage Nathaniel climbing a tree to pick cherry blossoms for her birthday
It was her stubborn refusal to accept the brutal truth–that Nathaniel had never loved her for a single moment, that she’d mistaken calculated manipulation for affection
I won’t make the sathe mistake twice,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “Take me away from here. I never want to see this place again.“||
Never to look back
Downstairs. Nathaniel burst through the front door in a panic. For the first time in his meticulously controlled life, he completely lost his composure, shouting at the elderly house manager[]
“Who the FUCK authorized this? Didn’t anyone have the basic human decency to call a doctor for IV fulds?]
The manager looked confused, hesitating before speaking. He wanted to explain that he’d called Nathaniel’s cell dozens of times over the past three days but never got through
The only time someone answered, it had been Felicin
“Don’t waste money on IVs,” she had sneered. The little princess won’t die that quickly without food or water. If she wants to eat, tell her to crawl to my room of her hands and knees. Have her lick the bottom of my shoes and admit she’s worthless garbage. Maybe then I’ll ask Nate to throw her some crumbs”
By then, Aurora had been nearly delirious with hunger, but driven by raw defiance, she’d bitten her own lip hard enough to drink her blood for momentary strength.
Her voice like broken glass, she had managed: “Tell that bitch… I’d rather die of starvation than beg her for a glass of water.“]
The manager couldn’t bear to witness Aurora’s suffering. He had tried multiple times to smiggle food to her, but Nathaniel’s security detail had intercepted hum each time.
All he could do was keep calling Nathaniel, pleading for Aurora’s life.|||
When Felicia heard Aurora’s response, she’d laughed with cruel satisfaction. The panishment is too light. Lock her in complete Isolation. Board up the windows. Don’t let in a single ray of sunlight. Lets see how the princess likes living in a tow.“[]
Felicia wanted to drive her insane.
After hanging up, Felda had methodically deleted all call records from Nathaniel’s phone.[]
Then she’d spread d herself across his bed, waiting for him to retur and unwrap his “gir_||
As the manager recounted everything, Nathandel’s face transformed into something almost inhuman, the temperature around him seeming to drop ten degrees. “Get the doctor here NOW! Mover
“Yes, sirt Right away, sir![]
He raced upstairs, taking the steps thine at a tine, reaching Aurora’s door goping for breath.||
He paused for a moment, struggling to compose himself before inserting the key with trembling hands…….[]
“Aurora… I’m here.“||
But… the routs was imply
The windows that had been sealed that were now shattered, evening winds rushing through the opening as moonlight illuminated the abandoned space ||
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All of Aurora’s possessions had vanished without a trace ||
In their shared photos, only his hall remained in the album, her insage meticulously torn away ||
As if Aurora Sinclair had been erased from existence__||
In the past, no matter how exhausted or in pain she was, Aurora would always light up when Nathaniel entered a room.
When he hurt her feelings, she would pout and say: “You’re supposed to be the bigger person. Would it kill you to compromise with me just once?”
Though born the sinclair heiress, worth billions in her own right, she would watch his expressions with the vulnerability o of someone waiting for execution, begging for the smallest crumb of his affection.
If he took just one step toward her. Aurora would cross continents, wade through fire, do anything humanly possible just to be by his side.
But now she would never again look at him with those trusting eyes or whisper. “Welcome home.”
Nathaniel felt something vital collapse inside him as he stood frozen in Aurora’s doorway.
When the manager arrived with the doctor, they found Nathaniel standing there, his face a mask of dawnin
of dawning horror.
Mr. Rhodes?” the doctor asked, perplexed. “Why are you standing out here?
re? Is Miss Sinclair giving you trouble? That doesn’t sound like her at all.-] Everyone in the Sinclair household knew how desperately, pathetically Aurora loved Nathaniel.
With sudden violence, Nathaniel grabbed the manager’s collar, lifting the older man nearly off his feet, his eyes wild with something beyond panic where the FUCK is she?! WHERE IS AURORA?!
security team has controlled access to this floor for days, Miss Sindair is gone? I–I
The manager stared back in helpless confusion. “Isn’t she in her room? Your security t don’t know anything about this!”
Those four simple words- don’t know anything–shattered something fundamental in Nathaniel’s carefully constructed world…]
